Stand Still
Disclaimer- I don't own Charmed, never have never will. Nor do I own the song, that is the work of The Wreckers.
I
wanna paint my face I am slowly
falling apart Sometimes I find myself shakin' in
the middle of the night. I am slowly falling
apart I am slowly falling apart
and pretend that I am someone else.
Sometimes
I get so fed up
I don't even wanna look at myself.
But people
have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think
I'm complainin' all the time.
And I hate the way you look at
me
I have to say
I wish I could start over
I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a
start.
And you'll might think it's easy being me
You just
stand still, look pretty.
And then it hits me and I can't even
believe this is my life.
But people have problems that are worse
than mine.
I don't want you to think I'm complainin' all the
time
And I wish that everyone would go and shut their mouth
I'm
not strong enough to deal with this.
I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start.
And
you'll might think it's easy being me
You just stand still,
look pretty.
I wish you'd take
a walk in my shoes for a start.
And you'll might think it's
easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty.
It was his birthday. He was now 21, had it really been that long? He's been here for almost a year already. Chris Perry sighed; no one here even knew it was his birthday. He should not expect a thing. He never could. Well, he never could from anyone but his mother and Wyatt. But, their both gone. Never to be found. And, it hurt so much to have to deal with the ridicule and hatred. He wanted to tell them so much, but he did not want to loose her again. He knew what they would do if they found out.
Being kicked out of the place was expected, but it hurt so much when it was his mother who had kicked him out. Chris came here at 20 years old, risking everything in his power to save her son, and he never got one thank you. Never.
He wanted to go home. To throw himself at Wyatt and give up. He couldn't. He promised he wouldn't. He promised to Piper, his mother, one of his best friends. He just wanted one thing, to get a chance to see her one more time, one more time before he carried this out. Before he killed himself.
(P3 (Piper and Phoebe))
"Piper! Where are you?" Phoebe asked walking threw P3.
"Phoebe! Thank God! Get in here! Now!" Worried Phoebe broke into a run; she stopped at the spare room. Throwing the door open she was met with a horrifying scene, their white lighter was on the couch, thrashing about. If you didn't know him, you'd think he was just having a nightmare. However, the sweat and tears changed everything.
"What happened?" Phoebe asked kneeling down next to Chris Perry's side.
"I don't know, I came in here to get something I thought I put in here and found him like this." Her sister sounded terrified, terrified, not worried. Phoebe raised her hand touching his burning forehead. She pulled her hand away sharply.
"Piper," the sister in question turned her downright head up, "call Paige, we need to get him to Leo. Fast." Piper nodded,
"PAIGE!" Blue lights reformed into red hair and brown eyes.
"What?" She questioned her sisters.
"We need to get him out of here and to Leo," Phoebe said quietly. Paige nodded, touching their white lighter and her sisters. They all dissolved into blue lights, re materializing in the manor seconds later.
(Chris)
You
let me in 'cause after all It's
been a while since I begged for
It seemed like the right thing to
do
Oh, oh
I close my eyes and let you fall
I wonder what you
could possibly know
About breaking down that I don't
Anything, but now I want more
So
He could see the light. And, he could feel the pain. It was numb, he couldn't feel a thing. A memory came up to him, to when he was 15, when he tried this, and got caught by Wyatt…
Chris didn't know what possessed him to do it. He swallowed the potion, his eyes clouded over and he fell to the ground, his abdomen in a fierce pain. He cried out, didn't know what told him to do that.
Wyatt heard a crash, them a scream. His scenes where on full power. He ran up the stairs and into the attic. "Chris!" He ran over to his brother's side turning him around to face him. He held his hands out over his brother's chest watching the familiar glow appear. Soon, Chris was only crying, he opened his eyes, only for his tears to fall down harder than ever. Wyatt was confused and scared, collecting his brother in his arms he let out a heavy breath. "Who did it, Chris? Who tried to kill you?"
His brother mumbled something into Wyatt's shoulder, "What?"
"Me," Chris repeated,
"What? Why?" Wyatt felt Chris pull from the embrace; he looked him in the eye. "Why?"
Chris looked down, he sniffled, and "I can't do it anymore. I can't do magic, can't deal with dad. Can't try to not notice what is happening to you. Mom's dead, Aunt Phoebe's never around, Mel's like my daughter, Paige is around to much. Their trying to be her," He raised his head looking into Wyatt's sympathetic eyes, "they can't, they can't. They can't be mom. No one can replace mom. No one." He whispered out the last line in a sob. Wyatt pulled him into a gentle hug, feeling Chris rest his head on his shoulder. Chris was still crying. Wyatt wanted him to stop. He wanted him to be normal again, to be happy and neurotic. Not depressed and silent. He looked down at him, his brother, Chris, was asleep. He orbed them down to his bedroom. He placed Chris in the bed next to him.
"Everything's going to be fine Chrissie. I promise." He tucked a piece of hair behind his little brother's ear, giving his forehead a kiss. "I love you Chrissie," his brother just snuggled up to him in respond.
This was it. He could feel heat, it was coming. He slowly opened his eyes. No. He shut them tightly. No…
(Paige/Phoebe/Piper/Leo)
"Come 'on Chris," Paige muttered when Leo pulled away from their white lighter. "Come on'," His eyes fluttered open only for him to shut them tightly once more. Paige blinked what the hell? They just saved his life, and he was just going to shut his eyes at them?
"Get up future boy," Piper said poking him in the side.
"I'm sorry," Chris whispered, "I'll just go," He opened his eyes reluctantly. "Thank you," he orbed out.
"No, Chris wait," It was too late. Paige realized, he was already gone. She sighed.
"What just happened?" Phoebe asked looking between her sisters.
"He left, he's okay and I need to get the club. Bye Leo, Phoebe, Paige." Piper nodded at each of them, leaving the house. Leo shrugged and orbed out.
"Phoebe," Her older sister turned to her, "something's going on with him,"
Phoebe nodded, "I know,"
"I want to find out what."
"He'd never tell us,"
"I know, that's why we go to his past and find out our selves." Phoebe nodded,
"I'll start on the spell,"
(An hour later)
"I got it!" Phoebe yelled running into the room, flailing a piece of paper in her hand.
"Yay!" Paige yelled popping up from the seat.
"Here it goes," they both took a deep breath and said the spell (I can't rhyme so don't ask me to write this spell). They dissolved into gold lights landing in the manor.
"Did it work?" Paige asked looking around them,
"I believe so,"
"BOYS! BREAKFAST'S READY!" Piper's voice boomed through the room from the kitchen. Paige and Phoebe looked at each other, turning their heads they noticed two boys running down the stairs.
"Give it back Wy!" the younger one said, his brown hair in a mess,
"No!" The blonde said sticking his tongue out at the younger.
"Wyatt," the sisters breathed out.
"I'll tell mom,"
"Would not,"
"Would too,"
"Not,"
"Too,"
"No-"
"Boy's, go get some food, and give your brother back his book Wyatt," Piper called over her shoulder. Wyatt handed his brother back the book,
"Thanks Wy," The brunette said giving his big brother a hug. Their nephew smiled,
"No prob, Chrissie,"
The scene dissolved and they reappeared in a schoolyard. Children where scattered about, "So that little boy, was Chris?" Phoebe asked Paige, "Paige, Hunny are you okay?"
"No," Paige answered truthfully, "Piper called Chris Wyatt's brother…" she trailed off leaving Phoebe to figure out the rest.
"Well, where are they now? Or Chris?" Phoebe pointed out after a few minuets.
"Right there," Paige pointed to a boy who looked around 10 with brown hair and a book on his lap. A 12-year-old blonde boy walked over a sat down next to Chris. "And, there's Wyatt," Phoebe nodded.
"Let's go," and they walked over to the two boys.
"What are you reading?" Wyatt asked his little brother poking him in the side,
Chris twitched sticking his elbows at his side, "Don't do that!" he shrieked. Wyatt smiled.
"Sorry. What are you reading?" he asked once more,
"The Revenge of the Shadow King. Why?"
"Just wanted to know,"
"He doesn't look so evil," Paige, said breaking into her sisters thoughts,
"Or sound it," Phoebe responded,
Wyatt took a deep breath, "What did dad do to you yesterday?"
"Oh, it was nothing," Chris whispered, "Yelled and hit, nothing I'm not already used to,"
"Do you need me to heal you?" Wyatt sounded concerned,
"Nah, you know how dad is,"
"Sadly yes," They where both quiet for a minuet or two, "why does he do it?"
"I'm not as powerful," Chris, answered simply,
"Yes you are! You have just as much powers as me!" Wyatt shouted outraged,
"Shh," Chris said sharply looking over his shoulder, "He doesn't know, though. And I don't want him to know,"
Chris snuffled and Wyatt sighed, "I know," he put his arm around Chris' shoulders, "What do you say we go play some soccer?"
"Yeah!" Chris closed his book and hopped down next to his brother giving him a hug. Wyatt smiled resting his chin on Chris' head.
"Awww," The aunts said just as the scene disappeared. They where in the manor once more,
"Chris," Wyatt spoke through the door, "Chris, come on. Open the door please," When he got no answer he orbed in. His brother was curled up on their mother's bed crying his eyes out. "Oh Chris," Wyatt said miserably.
"I miss her so much," he chocked out threw his tears, "I miss her. I miss the way she'd hug me. The way she'd yell at me, the way she'd yell at dad, the way she'd stop me from doing something stupid,"
"I understand Chris," Wyatt said sitting next to his brother,
"No, no you don't. You were not there. You didn't see her trying to talk that man out of it. Trying to protect me. It was all so normal, and we where having fun and then this guy walks into the store waving a gun, and he said that if the cashier didn't give him the money he'd kill me. And all I could think about was you and mom, and the aunts, and our cousins and I swear mom knew, could feel how scared I was. She stepped forward and told the guy that he could kill her as long as he didn't kill me. And he took the gun and shot her. Just like that. He ran, he ran out of there and I was a statue, I couldn't move. I just watched as mom fell to the ground, as she called me over. As I went over I could only see her, her and the blood. And I wanted it to stop. I wanted it to stop. I wanted time to stop. I wanted to go back to a few hours before and tell her I loved her. I wanted to hug her and never let go. But I couldn't. She wouldn't let me. You know her last words where save you're brother. She made me promise I'd try. That I'd try to find my way back. And she said, Darling you know I'll love you until the end of time. And she died. Just like that. Dead. And, I didn't cry. I just sat there numb. I didn't tell her I loved her, I didn't tell her not to go. That I needed her. I just sat there numb." He broke down and Wyatt held him, crying too.
"Oh, my God," Paige said through her tears, "Piper,"
"Where're going to change that," Phoebe said, "all of it."